Last Friday I completed my third 5K. The first was the Riverkeeper 5K done at least three years ago. I don’t remember the time, but I was excited that it was less than an hour. I walked the whole time with no intention of running. This was before my desire to run. I think I was just into Jazzercise at the time (don’t hate- it really is fun, and effective). It was just something to do at the time.
Earlier this year, I ran/walked/jogged/hobbled the Pro-Active for Life 5K. I had already done two 3Ks this year and the 5K was the second race in a Trifecta that I was doing. I “ran” it alone and had trouble pushing myself to run. I finished in less than 47 minutes. I would like to mention here that this particular course has at least one mile of uphill in the course. The uphill sucks.
I was not really proud of that race. I was happy to have done it, but I know I didn’t push myself as hard as I could and should have.
I hadn’t really properly trained for the Black Cat Chase 5K either. I’ve been busy with school, and I take a lot of classes at the gym and just haven’t been running nearly as much as I should. But then I joined a running group and met some awesome new people. My friend was running this race with me. I knew I was in better shape than before, even if I hadn’t run as much as I should have.
I was less than enthused on race day. It was on a Friday at 7:00 PM, after a long day of work. It was cold, dreary, and drizzly all day. I just wanted to go home. But I went, and I raced. I ran my race.
This race was essentially the same course as the Pro-Active for Life 5K. The plan was slow and steady. We started out slow, just trying to weave through the crowd. I needed a short walk break and then ran until I got halfway up the big hill before I needed another walk break. The continuous uphill was rough on the legs. After the road flattened out, we ran some more. We walked a little. We sprinted to the end. I thought I might puke, but managed to get over the finish line and into the bagel line without doing so.
42:11. I certainly didn’t break any records, but I’m proud of this race. I think I could have done better on a flatter course, but I think I did my best in this race, based on my current fitness level and abilities.
I don’t really know what’s next. I want another 5K in the next few months. I will probably want to do the 3Ks (both in March) in hopes that I can PR in both and see the improvements on each course. It seems extremely premature to even think about anything farther than a 5K, but I can’t wait until I’m ready for longer distances. I’m starting now, but I plan on making next year the year I really run. This whole year has been a struggle and a challenge, and I feel like I don’t really have a lot to show for it. But next year will be MY year.